Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Earlier in the day, her thoughts had been consumed by obtaining the marriage certificates at the courthouse, and she didn’t pay any attention to the villa at all.

Now, as she gazed upon it, its Luxury struck her.

The bodyguard opened the door for her, while Connolly stood by with a kind expression.

“Ms.

Burton, Mr.

Shaw informed me that you are his new personal maid.

He expects you to be at his service around the clock, so I’ve already arranged a small bed for you in his bedroom.

Feel free to inspect it whenever you wish.

”

Dulcie was taken aback.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Her expression stiffened as she replied, “Personal… maid?”

“Yes.

Is there an issue?”

She lowered her head despondently.

Kyson had mentioned keeping their marriage discreet from the outside world.

She hadn’t anticipated him concealing it even from his own family.

“Ms.

Burton?”

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Dulcie snapped back to attention and replied, “No, thank you.

”

“No problem.

”

Connolly ushered her into the villa, offering a guided tour as they walked.

“Besides Kyson, Ryder, the third child of the family, and Sally, the seventh child, reside here.

Blythe, the fifth child, is already engaged.

Although she hasn’t wed yet, she doesn’t live here.

The elder couple of the Shaw family used to occupy the top floor, which is filled with their belongings, so it’s best avoided… The front yard boasts a rockery and streams, and there’s an open-air swimming pool, a red rose corridor, and a swing in the backyard-all within Sally’s domain, off-limits to you.

Below the ground floor, there’s a basement and game room, while the third floor features a gym and reception room…”

The entire villa was expansive, resembling more of a grand estate than a mere villa.

Dulcie listened intently, her mind whirring with thoughts.

It seemed she had limited freedom of movement.

She even began to entertain the notion that she was merely a new addition to the household staff.

Observing the loneliness reflected in Dulcie’s expression, Connolly surmised she wasn’t accustomed to her new surroundings and sought to reassure her.

“Don’t worry.

Ryder and Sally are quite amiable.

They don’t make things difficult for the staff or act haughty.

They’re laid-back.

Last night, Kyson carried you back in his arms.

You must mean something special to him.

”

Special?

Dulcie couldn’t help but smile mockingly to herself.

She was his personal maid, married to him.

Truly, she was exceptionally special.

“Oh, are you the personal maid Kyson mentioned?”

A melodious voice drifted from the hall’s entrance.

Strolling along the garden path in the front yard with Connolly, Dulcie spotted a stunning woman eyeing her.

Connolly offered a slight bow to the woman and whispered to Dulcie, “This is Sally.

”

“Nice to meet you,” Dulcie greeted with a small bow.

Sally approached Dulcie, appraising her openly.

“You have silky hair.

Quite pretty.

I suppose Kyson has some taste after all.

Even his maid needs to be attractive.

Is he planning to keep you in his room for his own pleasure?”

Dulcie’s mood soured further, her gaze fixed on her dress as she fidgeted uncomfortably.

Sally’s persistent scrutiny unnerved her.

Leaning in close, Sally whispered in a hushed tone, “Are you truly only Kyson’s maid? He hasn’t shown interest in any woman since his return.

Why do I sense there’s more between you two? Share your secret with me.

I won’t tell a word to anyone.

Your secret is safe with me.

”

Dulcie was taken aback.

After a brief pause, she replied, “Mr.

Shaw stated that I am his maid.

So, I am his maid.

”

“How dull.

” Sally pursed her lips, a hint of disappointment flickering across her face.

Fearful that Sally might detect something, Dulcie lowered her head even further.

Sally’s inquiry had been spontaneous, and soon she diverted her attention to Connolly, who trailed behind them.

“Connolly, if Kyson gets a personal maid, can I have a personal attendant in my room too? Someone to give me massages and play games with me every day.

Sounds rather appealing.

”

Connolly was taken aback by her remark.

“Miss Shaw, please reconsider.

You’re not even engaged yet.

Hosting a male servant in your room could damage your reputation.

What if wealthy individuals misinterpret the situation?”

Sally’s tone remained sweet as she retorted, “That’s not fair.

Kyson isn’t engaged either.

Why does he get to have a maid in his room while I can’t? He’s the heir, and he doesn’t concern himself with his reputation.

Why should I?”

Connolly found himself at a loss for words.